Out Of Rhe Rolling Ocean, The Crowd
By Walt Whitman
Out of the rolling ocean, the crowd, came a drop gently to me, Whispering, I love you, before long I die, I have travel'd a long way, merely to look on you, to touch you, For I could not die till I once look'd on you, For I fear'd I might afterward lose you. (Now we have met, we have look'd, we are safe; Return in peace to the ocean, my love; I too am part of that ocean, my love - we are not so much separated; Behold the great rondure - the cohesion of all, how perfect! But as for me, for you, the irresistible sea is to separate us, As for an hour, carrying us diverse - yet cannot carry us diverse for ever; Be not impatient - a little space - Know you, I salute the air, the ocean and the land, Every day, at sundown, for your dear sake, my love.)
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